1/29/10

I have many nice jars, All sparkling in a row on my shelf, Lined up like the books above them, Each kept safely out of harm’s way, With no intentions on returning them, These jars are not mine, These jars have been stolen, The culprit- none other than I, Deviously I took one by one, Thinking the glass would always sparkle and thrive, My collection started scarce, It then began to grow, For my shelf would be quickly filled, “This one looks good” I thought, As I received my very first jar, Until things went amiss, I hurried to gather more, Greedily I thought, “Maybe this one will do, Ah, Indeed it looks better”, However, this one was also askew, My desire sought out another, My shelf was slowly losing space, I stepped back to take a look, At all my pretty jars I’d obtained, All neatly row by row, I was terribly shocked, When I realized what I’d done, Each jar was filled with precious life, Still pumping it’s fresh, red blood, I had plundered so many, Brought them destruction and strife, I had bought out each one of their jars, At any risky price, I felt so sad for all those jars, Wishing I could give them back, And panic set in when I scanned the shelves, And could not find my own, The jar that had my name on it, With a gold, glittery pen, Was nowhere to be found, And I ‘d give anything for my jar, If it only could be done.

About Me

I'm just a girl with big dreams, big hopes, big plans. I love life and those who are in my life. I am so richly blessed by them. I want to: Live life to the fullest, to not hold back, to grow strong and close to the Lord, create great friendships, love unconditionally and in everything I do - to give God the glory.
"LORD, You are my portion and my cup of blessing; You hold my future. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance. I will praise the LORD who counsels me- even at night my conscience instructs me. I keep the LORD in mind always. Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken." Psalm 16:5-8